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Paedyn rubbed his chin. For the longest time, he couldn’t grow a beard. All of his life, he’d wanted a beard. Everyone else he knew had a beard. However, now, he had stubble. It was short, not long like Devarius’, or even his aunt’s, bless Aunt Elida’s beard, but it was hair, and he was proud of it.
“What are you thinking?” Captain Tynaer asked as he stepped next to Paedyn.
“I’m wondering why Devarius put me in charge instead of you. I mean … you’ve been with the resistance longer. Heck, you trained me and Devarius. Does it not make you upset that he was moved above you in the first place?”
Tynaer grinned. “Absolutely not. I like being a captain. There is one thing I know, Paedyn. Battle. I know how to fight, and I know how to lead men. But I like it small scale. I believe that’s wh
